Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture

Just arrived home from our little retreat down south. Hubby and I decided to take an impromptu break over the long weekend. It was sooooo good to just 'escape' and chill out for a couple of days.

We stayed at the Empire Retreat near Yallingup (thanks to Cherrie who gave us her unused voucher for 2 nights stay). It was a 3-hour drive down south from Perth. Inspired by the Mamma Mia movie and the ABBA music at our church's recent Search for a Star, I decided to make the theme of our road trip soundtrack: ABBA!!!

Hubby was very amused as he sat in the driver's seat, next to a spastic, head-bobbing, finger-snapping, shoulder-jerking creature in the passenger seat... as I grooved to familiar tunes like 'Mamma Mia', 'Dancing Queen', 'Super Trooper' etc. It was so infectious, soon he was humming along too!

There was one particular track which I hadn't heard in a long time and made me tear a little, because it made me think of my mum.

Here is the Mamma Mia the movie Meryl Streep version of 'Slipping Through My Fingers' dedicated to mum:



And just in case you'd like to hear the more familiar original rendition with Anni-Frid and Agnetha:



Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think Im close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...